"Sir, are you my belated salvation, or are you my next abyss?"
"The candlelight in the darkness is flickering, just like my salvation. It has never shined on me. It is a light that cannot be caught."
"Is he the rose that belongs to me..."
"A dark life seems to be inaccessible to light."
"Sir, I'll trouble you from now on... Just be the bouquet of flowers that tears apart the darkness in my life."
"There is a faint smell of rose pheromones all around, unique to his scent and his gentle eyes."
"I believe you, please give me more advice, brother..."
Intention: Hope in the dark life, if I fall into the darkness, there will be someone to pick me up.
